I don't want to scare anyone from going out but today while shopping(en-femme of course) at my fave large food distributer warehouse club I heard that phrase with laughter and behind my back as usual, that we all dread, "hey that's a guy". Well I could have rushed off but instead I stopped and turned as if looking for the perpetrator of the ruse, as always as I met eyes with the woman with the big mouth she ducked down an isle and that was the last I seen or heard from her. It has been awhile since anyone has done that to me so 1 out of the 1000's of outings isn't too bad, there is always that possibility of a negative encounter but I'm not deterred from being me and enjoying myself and living my life. Like water to a ducks back I rolled on with a smile and had a small chat with the cashier surrounded by GG's waiting in line and checking out their purchases pleasantly un-phased by my presence.